His right arm extended and touched her face, almost pale face.. But then he turned around rather stiffly, as if hunting something...
Before ivi could look to the opposite side there was a huge figure standing there, Now, there's something she hadn't expected.. Frozen in place, rather like Statue, "No. no.. that's not roman".
she crawled backwards, briefly... frozen, her vision silently sent her into the dark shades of the world, she passed out...
Roman sighed, softly...as he made a shift and walked up to her he picked her up, staring deep at her face...
THE NEXT MORNING..
Ivi woke up to witness herself glued into his embrace, his eyes were open and he was staring at her..
startled, her heart skipped.. and she almost jumped down from the bed.. but his grip was so tight that she couldn't move.. "Honey!"
Ivi's jaw dropped, so scared... "Can you... you let go of me.... of me pl.. please?"
Roman's expression changed... "Afraid of me now, Ivanna?"